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父亲从前为糊口,常去工地上背砖,我问他:“背上的皮磨破了,不痛吗?”他愣了一会儿,像是自言自语,又像是对我说:“磨破得多了,背上便有茧长出,就不会再痛了。”——题记一一11月的天气,氤氲着潮湿的寒意,即便坐在教室里,照样觉得冷得不行。听到我的名字后,我茫然而机械地朝讲台走去,老师正坐在那儿,分发昨晚的英语考卷。
My father used to live in the past, often to the site on the back brick, I asked him: “back of the skin worn out, does not hurt?” He froze for a moment, like talking to me, and like to say to me : “- worn out much more, the cocoon will grow back on the back, it will not hurt anymore.” - Inscription November November the weather, damp humid chill, even sitting in the classroom, still feel Not cold. After hearing my name, I walked blankly and mechanically toward the podium, and the teacher was sitting there, distributing the English test papers last night.